yawn, burp, yawn, scratch male parts, yawn.....

today is the last of a series. a series of days off. been a while coming. and i got to sleep as planned. a lot. back to guantanamo tomorrow.

so i walk in to ye olde donut shoppe and then....i see it. the biggest croissant ever. the mother of all croissants. the girl behind the counter called it a turtle. well then a turtle that looks like a croissant is what i eat. muahahahaha! {ahem}



{i wonder if i can get the whole thing down in one bite.....nah, maybe when i was younger, the good ol daze when we wuz young.}

while i trip on kyuss, i look ahead to face yet another uninspiring week.

woo-hah. im so excited.

in other news, i have actually been asked to write lyrics for two albums. metal/death core even. hmmm. my non-existent writing skills now come to the fore. i have already got two songs down. 36 to go. at least.

MD round the corner. hope i gets me stuff so i can buy.